Graduand For A Day

So yesterday, the 23rd, was Silly Hat Day. Or Graduation as most people will recall it. It basically sums up that my greatest achievement in life was sitting in a bunch of rooms for three years and watching movies. I then got a piece of paper to prove that I am, in fact, two-thirds good at sitting in rooms and watching movies. It's a valuable life skill.

I didn't enjoy the experience. I found it to be pompous, hollow and ultimately there to service a generation of people that have long since lost touch with what university actually represents today (by whom I mean my devoted parents). I can't say as the day really rings out in my mind as one I'll remember forever. It felt anti-climactic compared to three years of work/slacking.

But it was good to see all my old classmates again, even if it has been only six months since we broke up. Man, I do very much wish I was back there now. Every day I miss it more. The script-reading, the discussions, the all-day pool sessions, the laughs and the parties. It was three of the best five years of my life (the other two being Newbury College 2000-2002).

I miss it.

THE DEEP
BLUE SEA

This film starts with Rachel Weisz trying to kill herself. It ended with me wanting to kill myself. This film is as poignant as it is inversely heavy handed. It is as emotional as it is dreary. It is as well acted as it is overly preachy.

This film held absolutely nothing for me apart from one touching scene in the London Underground during a flashback to the Blitzkrieg. That's about it in this movie, look that scene up on Youtube, don't bother with the rest of this pretentious tosh.

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